I've been loving and kind and patient..
Empathetic and loyal and I've waited..
And waited..
And waited..
And waited..
And still..
No reciprocity for even the constant empathy you seek from me..
Not a lick of decency or priority to either me or the kids...while you're off dicking the circus...
You don't even ask about anything beyond the shallow surface shit.
You don't know that yet again,
I comforted our youngest..
While he cried..
Saying "my dad doesn't support me. He's not there for me."
Nor were you there as I encouraged him to have faith in you, yet told him it was fair to feel as he does right now. Cuz currently, it's depressingly true.
You've hurt me dear Cabbit..
You've hurt our sons..
You've hurt you...
I'm crying right now..
Idk what to do.
Especially if you can't even be honest and help with the phone bill that you use too.
Nor commit to a way to pay the child support, for which you blame your girlfriend and all your burdens for...
Still not stopping to give the empathy you demand everyone else give you..
As if your entitled to it..
And no one else...
Dearest Cabbit..
I don't like this version of you...
I miss the real you you've been keeping locked in the other dimension..
He's a great man..
Kind..
Worthy..
Wonderful dad..
Do you remember him?
I do..
My tears do to...
Goodnight dear Cabbit..
I miss you..
